As a scumbag, I took a stand-in script

Xiao Yunjian raised his eyes to look at the moon in the dream, and there was a little bit of red light in the clear and bright round.

But no one noticed something was wrong.

It's just because they were born that the moon looks like this.

The people in this dream are like nothing but their fate in this life.

Xiao Yunjian sighed.

In fact, as a god, he is only destined for one life.

The moment when he went down to the earth and went through calamities can also be called a real dream.

He stopped before a resplendent restaurant.

Seeing the official uniforms of the two of them, the shopkeeper immediately greeted them, and said: "Today, the two officials of Beisi, why do you have time to come and sit with us?"

Ling Zhi responded.

Xiao Yunjian looked for a place to sit down on his own.

Before he touched the carved chair, Ling Zhi took a step ahead of him and used his sleeve to dust off the dust on it.

Then, he said again: "Yun Jian, sit down."

Xiao Yunjian snorted: "I keep telling you that I don't remember, so you don't have to do these indifferent things anymore."

These words were said to him by Ling Zhi before, but now they are verbatim, and he actually returned them.

Ling Zhi's face changed drastically, wondering whether he should sit beside Xiao Yunjian or not.

He was a bit weird, how did Xiao Yunjian know this sentence now.

But thinking about it, there is nothing strange about it.

How I felt in the past, now Xiao Yunjian is just repaying the amount.

He lowered his head mockingly.

How could Xiao Yunjian really use amnesia to prevaricate him?

The shopkeeper looked at them a little strangely——

No matter how you look at it, Ling Zhi, who is wearing dark gold, has a higher official position than Xiao Yunjian, who is wearing blue.

How come it's the other way around now, Ling Zhi looks at Xiao Yunjian's face in everything?

Ling Zhi was not discouraged either.

He also came here in the same way when he was in the Supreme Immortal Gate.

At that time, Xiao Yunjian also treated him coldly, but in the end...

Memories are too painful.

Ling Zhi opened his mouth and said to the shopkeeper, "Two jugs of Tusu wine, bring them up after warming up."

The chirping of cicadas in Xia Ye resounded in my ears, Xiao Yunjian fanned it casually a few times, and said: "In such hot and dry weather, we should order some cold wine to eat."

Ling Zhi comforted in a soft voice: "Eating cold wine is not good for your health, you used to always be unable to sleep all night."

Xiao Yun remonstrated.

But also so.

But doesn't he remember now?

What's the use of saying it.

He simply reached out to call the boss and asked for a jug of cold wine.

It was hot in midsummer, so he prepared to drive his divine power to create a breeze for himself to enjoy the coolness.

But when he summoned up his divine power, he suddenly realized that he couldn't even control the wind.

——"This dream has sealed my divine power."

Ling Zhi also said: "I have traveled all the way just now, but I have never seen any temples or worship. In this dream, everyone does not believe in ghosts and gods. Even, there is no Six Realms here."

Xiao Yunjian put away his thought of enjoying the cool, and took a sip of the warm wine sent by the shopkeeper.

Then he said: "Dreams consume a lot of energy, so it saves a lot of work."

After drinking a few glasses of cold wine, Xiao Yunjian calmed down a bit, and his whole body was not so hot.

He propped his chin, his eyes casually swept across the people in the restaurant.

Even if his divine power is stripped away, his five senses are still stronger than others.

It is natural to see all directions and listen to all directions.

Even in the dream, it is so real.

This well-to-do restaurant is full of wealthy and dignitaries.

Not long after, a man in gold and silver brought a wine jug to their table and exchanged cups: "Master Ling, why do you have time to come here today? I vaguely remember that you used to never like to come here." of."

Ling Zhi took a sip and said calmly, "Have a drink and enjoy yourself."

The man hurriedly licked his face and replied, "Exactly, exactly."

Turning his head, he glared at Xiao Yun coldly again, frowned and said, "Should this be where you sit?"

Xiao Yunjian himself took the first seat.

It might be better to say that Ling Zhi gave the first seat to sit with him.

He got up, but Ling Zhi held his arm, and said gently and solemnly: "No, I promised."

Xiao Yunjian pushed Ling Zhi's finger off his wrist, and said with a smile that was not a smile: "This lord is right, I shouldn't be sitting here."

As soon as he got up, the man went to help Ling Zhi change to the main seat with his body covered in jewels, emeralds, gold and silver, and then sat down next to him slowly.

Ling Zhi looked at Xiao Yunjian.

Xiao Yunjian, on the other hand, looked at his fingertips and stood to one side.

He was a little happier because he finally didn't have to answer Ling Zhi's words.

He rubbed his forehead and leaned against a carved pillar beside him.

Straightening my ears, I heard people talking on the side——

"Have you heard? The poison in the little prince is the same poison as the one that poisoned the young emperor first!"

"But didn't you say before that it was Her Majesty the Empress who killed her younger brother cruelly in order to usurp the throne? Could it be that...she could still cruelly kill her own son? Besides, tiger venom doesn't kill its son."

"Who knows... Could it be Her Majesty's son-in-law when she was a princess, or the prince regent who has all the power?"

After that, it was so noisy that nothing could be heard.

Xiao Yunjian twisted his eyebrows and eyes into a Sichuan character——

How can the empress, little prince, and regent be removed, and now there is a young emperor and former consort.

There were many twists and turns, and he had to take off his official uniform before inquiring.

He wanted to leave directly, but he heard Ling Zhi call out "Ah Jian".

He froze in place, and turned his head after a moment.

Ling Zhi's face was calm, but his eyes were a little hazy.

Xiao Yunjian looked at the wine glass in his hand, he was persuaded by that person to drink a lot.

Before he could sigh, he heard Ling Zhi muttering to himself again: "A Jian, I was wrong...A Jian, come back..."

He paused, and just looked at Ling Zhi quietly with his arms folded like this.

The corners of Ling Zhi's eyes were red, but there was a bit of clarity in his blurred eyes, and he looked in Xiao Yunjian's direction intently.

But the man in gold and silver at the side was muttering something, holding onto Ling Zhi tightly: "Master Ling, Brother Ling... I, Wang Hu, will die for you in the future!"

After all, I have to pour wine into my own glass.

Xiao Yunjian frowned and disliked Wang Hu, who smelled like alcohol, and took a step back as a gesture.

He called the shopkeeper and asked, "Do you know where this Wang Hu lives?"

The shopkeeper nodded, and he said again: "Send someone to take him back."

He glanced at Wang Hu, but after thinking for a moment, he neatly rolled off a few pieces of gold, silver and jade hanging from his body in front of everyone, and said:

"Okay, it's better to send it back now."

"If he asks tomorrow, he will say that he was drunk and insisted on sending these items to his elder brother Ling Zhi, and ask him to come to Beisi by the way."

"Oh, by the way, Mr. Ling's wine money today is also on Wang Hu's head, so you don't have to ask me for it."

The shopkeeper was startled by his elegant, yet vulgar, bandit-like movements.

After a while, his jaw couldn't close.

Xiao Yunjian shook his hand, and saw that Wang Hu was dragged into the car, his eyes finally fell back on Ling Zhi's face——

Ling Zhi still had that deeply affectionate attitude, and his eyes moved slowly following Xiao Yunjian's actions.

Xiao Yunjian turned his back and subconsciously touched the scar on his forehead.

Like a blockage across his heart, telling him that the road ahead is dangerous, how can he move forward?

Since the road ahead is blocked, there will be no way back.

Wouldn't it be best?

He turned his head and said, "Shopkeeper, do you know the address of Mr. Bei Siling?"

The shopkeeper shook his head: "I've heard that Master Ling only loves Beisi, doesn't marry a wife or take concubines, and handles official business in Beisi every day."

Xiao Yun remonstrated: "Then find another carriage and send Master Ling back."

"What about you?" The shopkeeper quickly sent Ling Zhi to the car.

But when Xiao Yunjian heard this sentence, Ling Zhi held his wrist tightly.

Ling Zhi's palms are very wide. Even if his wrists are of the right size, he is still a grown man after all, and he can wrap him neatly around him.

Xiao Yunjian lowered his head to look at the place where the skin meets, and the heat like a needle prick poured into his heart.

He originally wanted to use Wang Hu's money to exchange for a set of common people's clothes in the middle of the night, and then go to investigate some other news.

But now, he was captured by a drunk.

Ling Zhi didn't speak any more, his eyes were full of tenderness.

Only the sky full of stars and myself are left alone.

It is the brightest one.

Xiao Yunjian turned his head away.

He knew that he should have no hatred for Ling Zhi.

After all, this game was written by him himself.

What's wrong with Ling Zhi?

But in the end, the feeling of being regarded as an abandoned child is still uncomfortable.

If not, how could he leave that scar to remind himself all the time.

He slowly took off Ling Zhi's hand.

It always takes a bit more strength than Ling Zhi, a drunk.

Ling Zhi's misty eyes became a little clearer.

He finally let go, curled up in the wind and turned into a long sigh.

Xiao Yunjian said to the coachman, "Send Master Ling back to Beisi."

The coachman lowered his head politely and did as he was told.

After sending Ling Zhi to the gate of Beisi, he reached out to help Ling Zhi get off the car.

But Ling Zhi said, "Thank you, no need."

How can there be the slightest drunken look.

It's not easy to talk about the coachman taking money to do errands.

I only looked back a few times, and saw that Ling Zhi was actually wearing the narrow-sleeved black gold flying fish suit, which gave off a somewhat fairy-like appearance.

So amazed.

Xiao Yunjian turned away from the restaurant called Xiangyunlou, and went straight to the tailor shop beside him.

He put the saber on the counter and said, "Help me find a coarse sackcloth."

The shopkeeper was taken aback by him, and took out the shirt tremblingly.

Xiao Yunjian changed his clothes, wrapped his official uniform in his bag, and handed the finger wrench from Wang Hu's hand to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper's eyes were straightened as he weighed the precious jade wrench.

The words of gratitude and gratitude were on the lips, but Xiao Yunjian didn't want to hear a word.

He messed up some of his neatly bundled hair, and casually threw a little dirt on his forehead and cheeks.

I took a picture of the passing creek, and I looked like a person who came on the road.

He took a few deep breaths, pretended to be panting and dusty, and asked passers-by, "Brother, where are you?"

The elder brother of the passer-by immediately helped him to sit on a stone beside him: "This is the capital of the Jiang Kingdom, where are you from?"

Xiao Yunjian glanced at the south, and said casually: "I come from the south, where the war is raging, and I came here to escape!"

The passer-by brother said again: "Then don't be afraid, now under the rule of Her Majesty, Jiang Guo has not had wars for a long time."

Xiao Yunjian rubbed his stomach, as if he was hungry.

The passer-by brother hurriedly took out a piece of cake bait from his arms and handed it to him: "Eat it quickly. However, Her Majesty the Empress also had a lot of troubles. First, she was forced to marry the imperial merchant Bai Ding so that her younger brother could succeed in the ceremony. Finally, I have feelings and love. The child was born, the younger brother was poisoned, He Li was about to succeed him, and he was suspected of killing the king. Now even the parents and children are... oh..."

Xiao Yunjian took a bite of the pancake, and the scallion flavor rushed into his mouth, which made people really move their index fingers.

I don't know how long the person occupying his body has not eaten, but he was really hungry and took a few bites.

The elder brother of the passer-by hurriedly said: "Slow down, slow down... No one will fight with you!"

Xiao Yunjian couldn't help sighing, this dream is really the real fairyland.

Even He Jia's intrigue is a dull one.

He swallowed a mouthful of cake, and asked again: "I vaguely remember this, but the empress is much older than the younger emperor?"

He was just guessing and cheating, but the elder brother of the passerby nodded and said: "Exactly, Your Majesty is 14 years older than Xianyoudi."

Xiao Yunjian nodded knowingly: "Then... in my impression, there is an English word in the name taboo of Her Majesty the Empress, but I remember it wrong?"

"No, no." The elder brother of the passer-by waved his hand, "Her Majesty's boudoir name is Fuying, and she is crowned with the national surname of Lu."

He really guessed right.

The queen is Fuying.

He stood up, brushed off the cake crumbs all over his body, and said gratefully: "Thank you for a bite of food today, and I will repay you with a grass ring tomorrow."

The passer-by waved his hand: "It's not necessary, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda."

Xiao Yunjian found a corner and changed the Beisi officer's uniform back, so that he dared to enter in a serious manner.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Ling Zhi sitting in the middle of the courtyard, his eyes burning.

Fall on yourself.

He raised his eyebrows and only asked, "Are you drunk?"

Ling Zhi replied, "I'm awake."

Xiao Yun remonstrated, but didn't know what to say.

The gauze-like moonlight fell on Ling Zhi's body, covering him with a layer of haze.

He only has eyes for the person in front of him, who is also his sweetheart.

After a while, he just asked, "A Jian...I mean, if you were a Jian, would you...hate me to the bone?"

The author has something to say: After thinking about it, I'll update it at six and nine o'clock!

In this way, I can still enjoy two metaphysics happily, and you can also have two happy little theaters

I'm so hungry, I really want to eat delicious food!

So Xiao Yunjian's small cafeteria opened again

small theater:

Ling Zhi: Ah Jian, do you hate me to the bone?

Xiao Yunjian: What, stewed bone?

Qinglin: What, pork bone stew?

Yan Chongyu: (holding the bowl) Where is it?

感谢在2021-06-2222:24:42~2021-06-2316:27:14期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: 2 Yiqingqiu;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution:. 5 bottles; 461083622 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!